Fortunately, the hanged ghost was clearly an earth-bound spirit. After Fang Zhiyi walked far away, it returned to that tree branch, its resentful gaze fixed tightly on him.
Upon returning to the He mansion, the porter saw Fang Zhiyi and quickly pushed open the side door. Young Master Fang, you are finally back. It is so cold out, you really should wear more clothes.
Fang Zhiyi was about to speak when he turned his head and saw a child crouching in the corner by the door. The child's expression was incredibly twisted. Seeing Fang Zhiyi look over, he also stared dead at him, his livid face full of greed.
Fang Zhiyi somewhat understood the original owner's pain now. Being pestered by these unreasonable things was truly frustrating. You couldn't hit them, you couldn't scold them away, and looking at them too much just gave you the creeps.
By the way, Young Master Fang, Xiaocui was punished by the Miss again. Nanny Wu slapped her several times. Tsk, it hurt just watching it.
Fang Zhiyi turned his head away to avoid looking at the little imp and frowned slightly. Why?
Xiaocui was the maid who had snitched to Old Master He.
The porter did not know about this. In fact, the only people who knew about it were Master He's butler, Xiaocui, and Fang Zhiyi.
Sigh, the Miss was just in a bad mood. She said there was a petty person causing trouble around her, and then said that person was Xiaocui, so... The porter shook his head. In these times, the lives of servants were cheap. A beating was just a beating. At least things were relatively fine in the He family; in another household, she could have been beaten to death and thrown down a well.
Fang Zhiyi nodded and walked straight through the gate.
However, he did not go to pay his respects to Old Master He first like he usually did, but headed straight for He Yuling's courtyard.
When He Yuling saw Fang Zhiyi, her face instantly dropped, and she turned her head away, unwilling to look at him.
Fang Zhiyi did not act like a stranger and blurted out, What? Missing your brother?
These words pierced He Yuling's heart like a needle. She turned around abruptly. What did you say!
Fang Zhiyi waved his hand with the posture of an experienced person. Oh, come on, there are no outsiders here, what are you pretending for? I have been your age before, I understand these things.
He Yuling turned her head away again, her face full of displeasure.
But I think you are way too weak, Fang Zhiyi continued, ignoring her and talking to himself. When I was young, I had a female cousin who made a secret pledge of eternal love to a down-and-out scholar.
He Yuling pricked up her ears. No matter the era, as long as there was gossip to hear, no woman could resist being intrigued.
Her family naturally opposed it and even locked her up. My cousin just cried at home every day, crying until she almost went blind.
He Yuling turned her head slightly, giving Fang Zhiyi a rare, direct look. And then?
Fang Zhiyi stroked his chin and thought for a moment. And then? Well, I was young then and felt sorry for her, so I secretly went to see her, and she begged me to help her deliver a letter.
Did you deliver it?
Of course I did. I personally handed the letter to that scholar. When he saw the contents, he acted like he was crazy, crying one second and laughing the next. He kept me there and wrote a reply for me to bring back.
And then?
And then? Then I just went home.
I thought there was going to be something more, hmph. He Yuling looked disappointed.
But later on, I heard from my aunt that my cousin ran away.
Ran away?
Yes! Isn't that amazing? She eloped with that scholar!
Eloped? He Yuling looked shocked. She had not yet considered this possibility.
The family searched everywhere at the time, but how could they find her? My cousin and the scholar had run all the way to the provincial capital. They even settled down there and had a big, chubby son.
He Yuling's face was full of fascination, but she quickly pressed, What happened after that?
After that, what was done was done, and her family couldn't say much. Seeing my cousin come home holding a child, her family accepted it. They even put up the money to open a school for the scholar in the provincial capital. You could say that lovers finally got married.
He Yuling looked thoughtful. You weren't angry?
Why would I be angry? That was my cousin, not my wife!
No, I mean, about the matter between me and... He Chusheng, you...
Fang Zhiyi waved his hand. Sigh, I should have told you earlier. We had no emotional foundation to begin with. Love is something that should come naturally and take its own course, right?
By now, He Yuling was completely drawn in by Fang Zhiyi's words.
I think that, well, free love is a good thing, absolutely no problem. But your father might be more traditional, so I wanted to tell you that I completely understand and support you. You are a woman of the new era, you should pursue freedom.
He Yuling looked the impoverished young man up and down, and after a moment, she nodded. I didn't expect that even though you are foolish, you are actually quite nice.
Fang Zhiyi stood up at the right moment. I won't bother you anymore, lest people start gossiping if I stay here too long. He took a few steps and added, Oh right, I heard someone say they saw Brother Chusheng in the provincial capital.
I wonder how he is doing... sigh...
Fang Zhiyi left, leaving He Yuling staring eagerly at his back.
The story Fang Zhiyi told lingered in her mind, and the word elope kept repeating.
Those words seemed to have opened a whole new door for He Yuling.
Fang Zhiyi, meanwhile, turned and went to find Old Master He. If nothing else, this old man truly cared about Fang Zhiyi, not even minding the profits or losses of those two shops.
A Buddhist hall? We do have one, but ever since the old madam passed away, no one has cleaned it for a long time. My good nephew, why do you suddenly ask about this? Old Master He was a bit puzzled.
I have been studying scriptures recently, hahaha, and just wanted a place to meditate.
Alright, I will have the butler take you there.
Fang Zhiyi got his wish and entered the Buddhist hall located in the backyard. It was covered in a layer of dust, clearly untouched by anyone for a long time.
The butler said a few words to Fang Zhiyi, then turned and went about his own business.
As soon as the butler left, Fang Zhiyi turned his head, his tone full of impatience. Are you done crying? Cry, cry, cry, it is so annoying!
By a dry well near the backyard wall sat a woman in white with disheveled hair, covering her face and weeping. She was startled by Fang Zhiyi's words, and after a moment, she turned her head to meet his gaze.
That face was exceptionally pale, as if it had been bloated by water, and her two eyeballs had long lost their pupils. At this moment, even Fang Zhiyi grimaced slightly.
This was indeed a bit too intense.
Woooooo... The ghost slowly stood up and then drifted toward Fang Zhiyi.
Little Hei covered his eyes. Boss, why did you provoke her? Even the original owner, who was a fool, knew to pretend not to see them! Are you crazy?
Who could have expected that Fang Zhiyi would suddenly turn around and charge into the Buddhist hall. His sudden movement did not stop the female ghost. She continued to cry and float toward him, until Fang Zhiyi came panting and rushing back out of the hall, clutching a Buddha statue in his arms.
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
